Han Luoli walked over from the high swivel chair, not knowing which of the girl's cute points he hit on, and dove right into her embrace.
"Ugh!" Gu Xiaoer pushed him away with disdain.
But Han Luoli just kept rubbing his forehead against her soft embrace, wiping away the fine beads of sweat, and taking advantage of her, before finally lifting his head.
"Have you forgiven me?" Han Luoli asked, playing cute.
"Alright, alright, I forgave you long ago." Gu Xiaoer waved her hand nonchalantly, having already forgotten what made her angry because she was happy a moment ago.
"What?" Han Luoli still couldn't quite believe it. Was today really this unusual?
The little girl forgave him so easily?
Ahem, he feels kind of guilty for even thinking this way, but the little girl forgiving him so easily made him a bit uneasy.
Gu Xiaoer patted Han Luoli's shoulder: "Dude, I mean, I knew about this ages ago!"
"What?!"
